Tw: Trauma Mentions, Abuse
I woke up strapped to a chair. My head is throbbing and I can barely make out where I am. I don't remember much of what happened before, just that some bartender tried to grope me.
I pull my arms around but I can barely move. My wrists begin to burn the more I pull so I give up. "Dammit!" I yell out. I try to use my powers but I can't concentrate from my headache. I groan and lay my head back. No fucking way hydra found me!
I jump as the door opens and a hear steps coming towards me. I can't see who it is because I'm facing a wall. "hello y/n." A woman's voice says. I stay silent.
She grabs my jaw rather harshly and turns my face towards her. She looked almost familiar? "Don't ignore me child." She growls, her voice low and stern. I still don't speak and she slaps me hard. I finch and turn my head to the side.
"THATS NO WAY TO TREAT YOUR MOTHER!" She yells. My heart drops and I feel nauseous. M-my mother.. I begin to shake as she laughs maniacally. I turn back to her with no expression even though I want to cry.
"Are you just not going to say anything to your mother?" She sneers grabbing my face once more. "There's nothing to say." I mumble. "Oh but there is so much to say. Didn't you miss me dear?" She grins.
I take a breath trying to hold in my tears. "How could I miss someone I never knew." I practically whisper. "I brought you into this world, and I take you right out of it you whore." She pulls out a gun and brings it to my head. The most original line, of course.
I don't bat an eye when she pushes it into my head. The door opens again and another figure walks inside. "Now now dear, we can't blow her head off yet can we?" A male spoke.
She scoffs and puts the gun away. The man comes over and turns the chair around but I just stare at the floor. "My daughter.. oh how have you grown?" He smiles. What in the Shakespeare-
I roll my eyes, holding in a laugh. "Look at your father when he's speaking!" My mother yells. I glance up through my lashes in a glare before looking back down. I wince when electricity shoots through my body and I begin to spasm.
My mother cackles like a witch while holding a button. My vision blurs but I try to remain consciousness. "Honey.." my father sighs. "We need to keep her alive if we are going to get ransom." she groans. She lets go of the button and the pain stops but not before I black out.
(Parents POV:)
"God dammit Gina! I told you to keep her awake!" Raymond yells. "She was pissing me off okay?" Gina retorts pacing around the room. Y/n was passed out in the chair in her captive room While Gina and Raymond were in an office area."You better hope she wakes up soon." He growls bringing a knife to her throat. She stays quiet and gulps. He takes it away and leaves the room. She sighs and goes on her phone to check social media on the avengers.
(Y/n's POV:)
I groan waking up. Jesus my parents are psychopaths. I rub my head as it ached even more than before. How the hell am I supposed to get out of here if I can't even think straight. I lay my head back staring at the ceiling. The door opens making me sigh."Finally you are up." My 'father' voice spoke. I roll my eyes as tilt my head down. He sighs and walks over to me, turning the chair around. he looks at me for a second before reaching into his pocket. "Hmm.. have to make you look for injured so we can make more money." He smiles sadistically.
He pulls out a pocket knife making me finally glance up slightly. He grabs my jaw and forces my head to face up. I finally make eye contact with him and my eyes immediately tear up. I try to hold them but a few slip. his smile doesn't falter as he slashes my cheek.
I wince as blood covers the knife. My 'father' continues this a few more times before punching me. By now tears are streaming down my face. I try to use my healing but I can't fight the pain. After he's "satisfied", he cleans the knife and puts it away. "There we go, now here's what I need you to say k?" His smile grows.
I just frown at him and he rolls his eyes. "Ok so you have to say..." he then proceeds to tell me some shit about how I'm so scared and whatever but I tuned him out and just focused on trying to heal myself. "Got that?" He asks and I nod even though I don't. He walks away and comes back with a camera.
"Go." He says sternly turning on the camera putting it in my face. I sit there for a second trying to think of something I could do to help them figure out where I am. "Help me I'm so scared!!!" I say sarcastically. He stops the recording and glares.
"That's not what you are supposed to say." He growls and I roll my eyes. "I can't fake what's not real." I shrug. "Well just-" he sighs rubbing his temple. I grin at him slightly. He walks up to me and grabs my face once again. "This is your last chance you bitch. If you don't do as I say you won't see those soulmates of yours again." He tightens his grip on my jaw.
I nod now knowing what I can say to let them know how to find me. He returns to the camera and tells me to start. I then put on act seeming scared and use some of words to write out a message of who took me and praying that they can figure it out.
"Good enough." He sighs after I finish and takes the camera with him out of the room. I lean back hoping my plan works. I stare at the ceiling for a few hours until I end up falling asleep.
Authors note:
I finally finished this chapter even though I hate it. Thanks for the votes and comments 🫶🏿
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24 soulmates
FanfictionY/n L/n had 24 soulmates... the avengers?! This story is shit so don't bully me 😭 Discontinued for now.